إِنَّ نَفسي مُطيعَةٌ لِهَواها

إِنَّ نَفسي مُطيعَةٌ لِهَواها

لَهِجَت بِالهَوى فَقَد أَشقاها

لَهِجَت بِالهَوى فَقَد أَشقاها

Indeed, my soul is obedient to its passion.

My soul obeys its passions

It has become engrossed in love, which has made it wretched,

It is possessed by passion, so it is wretched

لِفَتاةٍ قَد جُوِّعَ الخَصرُ مِنها

لِفَتاةٍ قَد جُوِّعَ الخَصرُ مِنها

أَكَلَ اللَحمَ وَالعِظامَ هَواها

أَكَلَ اللَحمَ وَالعِظامَ هَواها

For a maiden whose waist has been starved thin;

For a girl whose waist is slim

Love for her has devoured my flesh and bones.

Her passion consumes flesh and bone

أَتَّقي سُخطَها فِراراً مِن الهَج

أَتَّقي سُخطَها فِراراً مِن الهَج

رِ وَإِن أَذنَبَت طَلَبتُ رِضاها

رِ وَإِن أَذنَبَت طَلَبتُ رِضاها

I guard against her anger, fleeing from

I fear her anger, fleeing blame

estrangement; and even if she errs, I seek her favor.

If I err, I seek her favor

بِنتُ خِدرٍ تُخشى العُيونُ عَلَيها

بِنتُ خِدرٍ تُخشى العُيونُ عَلَيها

أَكمَلَ اللَهُ خَلقَها إِذ بَراها

أَكمَلَ اللَهُ خَلقَها إِذ بَراها

A maiden of the curtained chamber, for whom one fears others' eyes;

A Houri's daughter, eyes guard her

God perfected her form when He created her.

God perfected her creation when He formed her

أَينَ لا أَينَ مِثلُها إِنَّما يَحـ

أَينَ لا أَينَ مِثلُها إِنَّما يَحـ

ـسُنُ مِن فَضلِ حُسنِها مَن سَواها

ـسُنُ مِن فَضلِ حُسنِها مَن سَواها

Where—nowhere—is her equal? Only

Where, oh where is her equal? Only through

through her beauty's overflow are others beautiful.

Her beauty's bounty can others compare